Taylor's pov.

"Grandma!"
"Yes?"
"I'm leaving I'll be back soon!"
"Where are you going?"
She walked down the stairs in a rob, and slippers. I walked toward the stair case.
"Out. Don't worry, I'll be fine I swear. Okay?"
She sighed, "Okay. Can I trust you Taylor?"
"Yes! Now stop worrying! I'll be back in two hours."
I opened the door and ran to the car.
. . .

"Wow, Nick...where...where did you get all this?!"
"Hey, hey Shh. I dint feel like getting caught. Here. Want some?"
"I don't wanna get too high...remember? I live with my grandma still."
"Okay, Okay. Here, this one has the wax."
I breathed it in, and let out a huge cloud of smoke. I could feel the weed going through my system. It was amazing. My eyes became blood shoot, and then I got hungry.
"Want another?"
"Fuck off Nick, I said no."

Nick was higher then me, But when that happens he ends up waking up in some other girls bed.

"Come on sexy."
"Your on drugs, get away from me."
"Please?"

He began to kiss my neck. I won't lie, it wasn't bad, I loved it really. I almost said yes and took him into a room, but it's Nick. Hell to the ew.

He began to kiss lower. And lower. Almost second base.
"Off!" I pushed him and ran into my car.